Showing posts with label Siem Reap. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Siem Reap. Show all posts

Friday, June 20, 2008

Angkor What?

Days 76 - 80 (14/06/08 - 18/06/08): Siem Reap, Cambodia

I spent five days in Siem Reap, exploring the old history and culture of the Khymer people. On the first day, Andy and I decided to go out to the temple of Beng Melea. This temple is reasonably unknown to most people, as it is not in the main temple circuit that people do, as it is 70km out of town. I was quite keen to visit it, as I had met somebody in Singapore who told me it was definitely worth seeing, and so I made a note of it in my notebook. We asked a few tukt-tuk drivers (the normal way of seeing temples), however it would cost $45 for the 5 hour round journey (2.5hrs each way!). This seemed like a sub-optimal solution, and so on Andy's smart idea, we walked around town until we found the fanciest hotel we could, the Siem Reap Riviera. It was low season, and as such almost completely empty. We spoke to a uniformed bellboy, who made a few inquiries for us. Very shortly he had organised a car for us for the day for $45, that would take us to Beng Melea in just over an hour in air conditioned comfort! Brilliant!

The temple of Beng Melea was very impressive. It is pretty much a ruin, with large parts of it collapsed and big piles of rubble all over the place. The jungle has been overtaking the temple, and the whole complex is covered in trees and plant life. Over the last few decades there had been an effort to try and reclaim the temple from the jungle. However, it still had a very undiscovered feel to it, as we clambered over the rubble, through the old passageways and over the walls, led by guide who pointed out the interesting parts to us. It really was impressive, and you felt like you had just discovered this massive ruin in the middle of the jungle. (It helped that there were no other tourists around as well). Luckily, just as we finished walking around, the heavens opened up, and we got absolutely soaked to the bone on the 5 minute walk back to the car. It was actually very refreshing, the rain here is nice and warm and is better than the sweat you are normally soaked with. Our driver took us to the war museum on the way back, it wasn't much more than an empty field with a few old Russian tanks and artillery pieces in it, but still quite interesting to see.

I had met Tony in our guesthouse, a guy from Manchester who I first met in Huay Xai, and kept running into throughout Laos. So with him and a few other people from the guesthouse we went down to 'Bar Street' to one of the numerous bars there. What started as a few quiet drinks quickly escalated (due to the cheap price of booze in Cambodia), especially when it turned midnight and officially became my birthday. We eventually left the bar when it shut and they kicked us out, where we retired to our guesthouse to play pool and have a nightcap, or two.

Unfortunately all this means that I wasn't really in the mood to go to the main temple complex of Angkor Wat the next day. After waking up and eating, it was already late in the morning, and I didn't really feel like doing anything. Luckily, it then started raining, so I could use that to clear my conscience and spent a quiet day watching movies and reading my book. Everyone else was feeling the same way, and so we had a quiet night playing pool and watching movies.

Which means that the next day, I was rearing to go! I woke up at the ridiculous time of 5:30am, and 15 minutes later I was on a crappy rent-a-bike, cycling out to the temples. Most people choose to explore the temples by tuk-tuk, hiring the driver for the day. However I decided that doing it on a bike by myself would be good fun. I had a few issues with directions (I took a back road out to the complex, meaning I had missed the ticket booth, so had to cycle back into town, get a ticket, and then back out to the complex). But by 7am I was at my first temple! The Angkor Wat complex houses a large number of temples, spread out across a large area. The temples were built over quite a large time-frame, and so they are all quite different stylistically and architecturally. I visited too many temples to describe them all here, but for my own future reference more than anything else, the official list for the first day is: Bayon, Baphuon, Angkor Thom, Terrace of the Elephants, Terrace of the Leper King, Preah Palilay, Preah Kahn, Neak Pean, Ta Som, Eastern Mebon, Pre Rup, Bantai Kdei, Ta Prohm and Ta Keo.

Each one of them had their own style and architecture, and while some people can only look at a few temples before getting bored, I found them all absolutely amazing and interesting. The temple of Bayon has hundreds of large carved faces in the towers and walls. Preah Kahn is a vast old university, full of corridors and colonnades. Neak Pean is a very picturesque collection of pools and sculptures. Ta Prohm is overgrown with giant trees. East Mebon and Pre Rup are huge pyramid temples that reminded me of the ones in Ayutthaya. By this stage I had been cycling for almost ten hours. The park was still open for another couple of hours, and I was hoping to fit in the temple of Angkor Wat, the largest and namesake temple of the complex. However, within the space of a few minutes, the wind changed, and the sky turned black. The inevitable rainy season storm came down, and I knew it wasn't going to finish any time soon. So I packed everything away, jumped on my bike, and had a great 40min ride back to town in the thundering tropical rainstorm, getting strange looks from locals and tourists alike. It was a great experience!

I managed to meet up with Garth that night, who had just arrived in Siem Reap as well. We were back at 'our bar' in town, and Garth made up for missing my birthday by buying me lots of drinks. So once again there was another great night in a bar in Siem Reap, Cambodia. This of course meant that once again the next day I didn't really feel like doing anything. However, I had a three day ticket for the temples, and still hadn't seen Angkor Wat. So I got back on a bicycle, and rode out to the temple complex under the midday sun. Words cannot describe just how large and impressive Angkor Wat is, the temple is vast! It takes almost ten minutes just to walk from its entrance, over the moat, through the 'gate', across the giant courtyard, to the temple itself. Then the temple is huge as well, the giant stone towers reach up into the sky and I spent a lot of time walking around with my head craned skywards. While it is the largest and most impressive, I still preferred the individual aspects of the smaller temples, which to me had more impressive carvings, interesting details and features. But you still have to respect the a culture that built such an impressive building such a long time ago! I only spent an hour or so walking around Angkor Wat itself, the combination of exercise, a bad hangover and the unbearable heat soon beat me into submission, and so cycled back into town for another relaxed afternoon of DVD watching and hanging out with the other guesthouse people.

The guesthouse owners had just opened a large extension to their guesthouse across the road, and so they were having a big party to celebrate, which we were all invited to. There were about 10 backpackers, and a large group of Cambodians, many of whom we had gotten to know over the last few days. There was a bunch of free beer, and we were also served a free meal, which we all tucked into. By some random luck, a few other Kiwis had checked into the guesthouse, and so for the first time ever, the five of us kiwis outnumbered the usually dominant english! We all rubbed it in, especially as the All Blacks had just recently beaten the English! Once again we went back to our usual bar in town until they kicked us out, went back to our guesthouse, and sat on the top mezzanine level overlooking the city, and chatted the night away until the sun rose in the morning!

Which of course meant the next day was spent sleeping and watching DVDs, and packing up my stuff. I booked a boat ticket for early the next morning to the town of Battambang. I am not sure if there is much to do there, but I have heard the boat trip is very nice as it winds down the river, across the Tonle Sap, and through numerous floating villages. So in the end I spent five days in Siem Reap, alternating between partying and exploring ancient temples, and had a great time!

Two days in a bus

Days 74 - 75 (12/06/08 - 13/06/08): Four Thousand Isles to Siem Reap (Via Phnom Penh)

The plan for the day was to get to Siem Reap, home of the famous Angkor Wat temples. I had booked my bus ticket the previous night, and was told it would take two days, overnighting in a small town. And so it was a very early start to the morning to catch a boat back across to the mainland. After a bit of waiting, it was a short minivan ride to the Cambodian border. I had already got my Cambodian visa sorted in Vientiane, but like everybody else, I still had to pay a $1 'fee' to the Laos border guards, and then the same to the Cambodian guards. We all knew it was going into their pockets, but there isn't really anything you can do about it. And at the end of the day, its only one dollar. I was now in the 5th country of my trip, and a country that has a lot of interesting things. Cambodia will probably be the most undeveloped country of all the ones I will visit on my trip, and will be a unique experience.

After a bit of waiting, we transferred into another minivan and had a very bumpy journey to the Cambodian town of Stung Treng. Here we got some food, and after waiting some more (sensing a pattern?) we boarded a larger bus for the rest of the journey. Luckily the bus was reasonably empty, and I headed to the back and got the whole back seat to myself, which means I could lie down if I wanted to. Unfortunately, Cambodian roads are not exactly the autobahn, and it was a very bumpy journey. Some parts were even over unsealed roads, through giant holes and mud puddles. It got so bouncy a few times that I actually bounced right clear of my seat by a few inches, and then came crashing back down again.

There were about 7 or 8 backpackers on the bus, and we had been told we would overnight in a small town (whose name I can't remember, and different people had been told different towns), but not how long it would take to get there. Eventually at 8pm at night, after 12 hours in boats, minivans and buses we pulled into a large city, and upon disembarking, we found out it was the capital city, Phnom Penh! Oh well. We were told that in the morning we would get on another bus that would take us out to Siem Reap. I was pretty knackered at this stage, and so collapsed into bed after having a big dinner.

It was another early morning to catch a minivan to the waiting bus. Luckily this bus trip was slightly shorter, and nowhere near as bumpy, the road from Phnom Penh to Siem Reap being the major road in Cambodia. I ran into an Andy, an american I met in Don Det, and so at least we could chat a bit. This bus ride was fairly uneventful, except for the brief stop we made about halfway. There were the normal food vendors hawking the usual things, although there were also several ladies with large buckets filled with live tarantula spiders, all clambering over each in a big swarming mass of black bodies and hairy legs. Every once in a while one would manage to climb out, only to be put back in the bucket. The ladies also had plates of cooked spiders to buy as well. I found the whole thing quite amusing, but a few of the more arachnaphobe tourists had a hard time. Unfortunately my camera was still packed in the bus, so I couldn't get any photos.

The bus pulled into Siem Reap in the early afternoon, after a short bus ride of only 6 hours (in these parts of the world, 6 hours is a short ride!). The awaiting crowd of tuk-tuk drivers and guesthouse touts was the worst I have ever seen. People were having trouble stepping off the bus into the waiting crowd, all yelling at us to stay at their guesthouse or drive us somewhere. Luckily the guesthouse from Phnom Penh had a sister guesthouse here, and so there was a driver waiting with our names on a placard! Easy! After fighting the crowds to get my pack, Andy and I jumped on the tuk-tuk and escaped the scene of the carnage.

The whole town of Siem Reap only exists to accommodate the masses of tourists that visit the Angkor Wat temples. As such, it has numerous guesthouses, lots of restaurants and a happening night scene. The guesthouse was very nice, and had a nice little communal area on the ground floor with a tv and collection of DVDs. I spent what was left of the afternoon just wandering aimlessly around the town, taking in the sights and getting a feel for the place. In the evening I popped along to the night market, although once again it was just filled with all the normal tourist trinkets that I have no intention of buying. I did however, buy a small guidebook for the Angkor Wat temples that explains their history, construction, iconography etc, as well as a guided tour of each main temple. It is a nice book, filled with colour photos, so definitely worth keeping. I had another early night, as after two days I had spent most of my time in a bus, and driven across most of Cambodia!